A/N: Another chapter, because I love you guys and you asked so nicely :)

I actually had zero ideas for this chapter, until a certain review inspired me. I'm not gonna say which one it is because I know it wasn't intended for inspiration, but it happened anyway. Anyhow, happy readings…mwahahahahahaha.

Jennifer enters the parking garage and curses under her breath when she sees Abbie standing there having what seems like a very angry phone conversation with someone. Though she is confident that she disabled the surveillance feed due to the absent parking attendant, she needs to leave with out any roadblocks in the way, and that's just what she sees; a roadblock.

Swallowing thickly, Jen shoves her hands in her coat pockets and tries to make her way to her car with out drawing the attention of the enraged attorney. She swears again when the sound of her heels echo loudly through the parking garage and the other woman seems to have ended her phone call.

Abbie spins around and finds Jennifer trying to quickly make her way to her car. Something doesn't feel right to her, and she calls the blonde over to question her.

Jennifer swallows thickly once again as she makes her way over to Abbie who seems to be watching her intently.

"Y-yeah?"

"Just out of curiosity, did you happen to be out here later?" Abbie asks watching the sketchy blonde for a response.

Jen chews the inside of her cheek and quickly shakes her head. "I-I was…but why do you ask?"

"Because I have very good reason to believe that someone has driven off with my car, because it's not where I parked it." Abbie says once again watching for any kind of reaction.

Jen shakes her head again and shoves her hand deeper into her coat pockets. "No, I don't think I saw anything when I was out here. Sorry." she says trying to end the confrontation as quickly as possible.

Abbie senses this and decides to pry deeper on why the blonde is so antsy. "You know, on my way out here I saw you in Alex's office. What were you doing in there?"

Jennifer's eyes widen momentarily at the question. "Nothing, I wasn't doing anything…just, organizing…she needs that you know."

Abbie doesn't quite know what it is, but she feels like something is really off about the woman in front of her, and she feels like Jen knows something that she doesn't. Why else would she be acting this nervous?

"Hm…interesting." Abbie replies, her eyes briefly casting downward to where Jennifer appears to be fiddling with something in her coat pocket. "What you got there in your pocket?"

Jennifer shakes her head and pulls her hands out of her pockets. However, she pulls them out to quickly because she ends up taking her pill bottle with them and it clatters to the ground.

Abbie raises her eyebrows and bends over to pick up the pill bottle that Jennifer snatches from her before she gets the chance to read it.

"Th-those are mine…" Jennifer stutters as she hastily picks up the discarded pills off the ground.

"I see that…what're they for, if you don't mind me asking."

"I-I-I get headaches…"

Jennifer suddenly feels like she's being corner as the brunette's dark eyes pour into her, trying to figure her out. With each passing second, she feels her nerves beginning to spaz and she knows that Abbie isn't going to just let her leave, now that she's on to something.

"You know, you seem to be in Alex's office a lot after she leaves." Abbie inquires as her eyes narrow.

Jennifer nods her head shakily and licks her dry lips. "Y-yeah…I…um…I organize after she leaves…I think that it helps..."

"Does she know that you…organize?"

"Sometimes…I really don't think that she minds…"

Jennifer's hands start to shake involuntarily and she feels her throat go so dry that she feels like she's swallowed sand. She faintly hears heavy footsteps in the distance and she does the very thing and the only thing that her mind is telling her to do.

"HELP!" she screams, her terror filled voice ringing loudly through the parking garage.

Abbie frowns in confusion at the mortified woman in front of her. "What?"

"Get away! Stop touching me!"

"What are you…I'm not even touching you…"okay…now she is very confused.

"Stop it! HELP!"

Abbie sighs heavily and moves forward to clasp her hand over the spontaneously hysterical blonde's mouth.

"Will you stop? Why are you screaming?" she questions as her hand muffles Jennifer's screams, but not by much. She is completely taken off guard when the younger woman starts struggling and trying to fight her.

The parking attendant quickly rounds the corner and stops in his tracks when he sees a blonde and a brunette struggling in the parking area. The blonde's screams are coming out as muffled as the brunette has a hand clamped tightly over her mouth, beckoning for her to be quiet.

He stands stationary for a moment watching the two women struggle before he slowly backs his way back around the corner, pressing the 'HELP' button on his pager in the process.


Hospital

Casey tries to fight the strangled sob that is threatening to escape her as she stands over Alex's battered and bruised body in the hospital bed. The blonde looks paler than usual and she looks as fragile as a china doll.

She lightly traces Alex's facial features with her fingers, as if the slightest touch would wake her from her medically induced slumber.

"Oh Alex…I'm so sorry this happened to you. I wish it was me lying here instead of you. You've been through so much and you don't deserve this. This is all my fault…if I had just left with you, maybe you wouldn't be lying here in this hospital bed the way you are. It wouldn't surprise me if you wake up and blame this all on me. You should.

God Serena's right. I really don't deserve you. You're the most amazing woman in the world, and I can't believe that I ever took that for granted. I just hate that it takes for you to almost lose your life, for me to fully realize what I have. I love you so much baby.

I'm so sorry that I ever hurt you the way I did, and I swear to you that I will spend everyday of the rest of my life making it up to you if I have to. You're perfect and I pray that you won't leave because I can never be as perfect as you are."

Swallowing the tight lump in her throat, Casey leans forward and softly presses her lips against the unconscious blonde's. She pulls away and wipes the tears that have shamelessly made their way down her face.

"I hope I'm not interrupting anything…" the nurse says quietly as she enters the room.

Casey shakes her head and laughs nervously as she continues to wipe her tears. "No, no, it's fine."

The nurse moves forward and starts to do her job; checking vitals and all that stuff.

"She's a strong woman you know. The doctors where really worried when they lost her on the table for a little while." She says softly.

There is a harsh tug at Casey's heart as she recalls being told that Alex did in fact briefly die. It's just a thought that is horrifying to think about; that she was possible just one second away from being completely with out the woman she loves more than life it self.

"Yeah, she really is a fighter." Casey responds running her fingers over Alex's motionless hand.

The nurse finishes checking Alex's vitals and gives Casey a look of concern. "You must really love her dear, I can see it in your eyes." She says softly.

A small smile ghosts across Casey's lips as she nods her head solemnly and laces Alex's fingers with her own.

"Well, when she wakes up, make sure that you cherish every waking moment that you have with her. Just a little piece of advice." the nurse offers kindly before she leaves the room.

Casey sighs intently as she holds Alex's hand tightly in her own, as if the simple gesture alone would be enough to bring their lives out of the sudden nightmarish hell that it has fallen in to.


Olivia sighs as she walks back into the waiting room where she finds Amanda waiting for her.

"I'm going to give her some alone time…she needs it." the elder detective says trying to avoid the obvious question at hand.

Amanda nods and folds her arms. "She does…I can't imagine what she's going through right now, but Liv, you know that you have to tell her eventually."

"Yeah, I know that I'll have to tell her eventually, but eventually isn't now. Plus, I just can't bring myself to tell her that the car accident that literally almost killed Alex was not an accident?"

Amanda clamps her mouth shut instantly and nods her head in understanding. She's pretty sure that if she were in Casey's position, the very last thing she would want to hear is that her girlfriend was in a car accident that was meant to kill her.

"I understand what you're saying…but I'm just saying that she's going to have to know. God, I feel so bad for the both of them. It just seems like there's everything in the world trying to get in the way of their relationship. It just really makes you think doesn't it?"

Olivia sees the frown of concentration on Amanda's face and she moves forward to wrap her arms around the thinking detective.

"Baby, you know that you don't have to worry right?"

"No, I don't know…it's just…Alex and Casey had the perfect relationship one day life just decided to give them a big 'fuck you' and everything went wrong. I'm not saying I doubt our relationship, I'm just saying that I'm scared because we never know…"

Olivia dips her head and takes her girlfriend's lips into a chaste yet passionate kiss that leaves Amanda's head swimming.

"Well, we will come to those obstacles when we get there, since there isn't a way to plan for them. But that's just what life is designed to do right? To test us?"

Amanda hums as she crosses her arms and averts her gaze to the floor tiles. "Yeah, I guess it does...look, you should call Abbie…maybe tell her about her car if she hasn't realized that it was stolen..."

Olivia nods her head and kisses Amanda once again before she pulls out her phone and moves in to the corner to make the phone call.

She stands still for a moment as the phone rings several times but then goes to voicemail. Frowning, she hands up and calls again only to get the same answer as before; voicemail.

After trying for literally three more times, Olivia shoves her phone back in her pocket and turns towards the other detective who is giving her a look of confusion.

"She not pick up?"

"No, I called five times, but it kept going to voicemail."

Amanda hums and purses her lips slightly. "Well maybe it died?" she offers as a suggestion.

"Could be…Abbie is notoriously for letting her phone die completely before she even realizes that she needs to put it on a charger…but wait that doesn't make sense because it rang…don't phones just go straight to voicemail when they're dead?" Olivia questions curiously.

Amanda shoves her hands in her pockets and shrugs her shoulders. "I suppose that's right. Well I don't know, I'm sure that she has a legit reason for not being available to answer the phone at the time."

"Yeah, I guess you're right. I just hope she finds out about her car soon if she hasn't already."

The two stand in a strange silence for another moment before Olivia turns to Amanda with a questioning look. "Hey Mandy?"

"What?"

"Remember how you told me to ask Abbie for her Mercedes in case I wanted it?" Liv asks seriously.

Amanda frowns but nods her head slowly. "….I remember…."

"Yeah well…I don't think I want it anymore."

Hehehe a little dry humor from Detective Benson at the end there. Does the thought of a totaled Mercedes break anyone else's heart? I know it broke mine when I wrote it. Anyway, enough of ogling over a car that I will probably never own. Leave a review?